The Mirror by Michael James

You ever get that feeling like you could kill someone? Yeah, I got that feeling once, too. The only difference is, I acted on it. I felt no remorse afterward. Instead, there was this gratification that the world is down in population by one douche bag. That was the being of no return for me. The fate of all scumbags is in my hands. I decided who would meet the bullet that ended them. So far, my count is low, only 199 bullets used.